I hate to be the one to be jumping onto any bandwagons. I also hate to be the one to say "I was into [such and such] before it was cool." Regardless of both of these statements I have to say that I am now, and have always been...on the green team. My father first taught me to compost when I was seven years old. Now I look left and right and see people making the green team into the cool kids. And so be it! If that's what it takes to persuade our generation's ever growing apathy for the planet (paired with their apathy for overall life in general) to subside so we don't all have to watch our children die a slow painful death from an accumulate inhalation of excessive carbon emissions, I'll wear your "green is the new black" t-shirts made from organic cotton.
What actually upsets me about the whole situation is the people who think they are too cool to go green. WHAT? Oh, it's trendy so you wont do it? The recycling bin is two feet away from your ignorant face and you throw your used Gatorade bottle into the trash can fully aware of the recycle-ability of your unnecessary waste because you "aren't into that." It would take about 4 calories of energy to toss the bottle 2 feet to the left but nay, we mustn't because that would cramp our style. I'm sure you have bigger problems to worry about like ugh..finals, or why hasn't he called?
A key example of this attitude reared it's ugly face at me today while I was working when a vehicle too monstrous to compare with any modern machinery(unless Optimus Prime really exsists) pulled up next to the building in which I was working. Did this person want to show the beast off? Is that why they couldn't put it in the parking lot? Or are there no parking spaces, even RV sized that she could get it into. It was a Dodge something or other, twice as tall as myself, raised, rims, turbo, extendo cab which probably acheives, on a good day, about 8 miles to the gallon...of deisel. I'd estimate a output of about 545 pounds of CO2 in a week a if it's used daily. There was no one else inside the vehicle. Just one 5'2" chain-smoking middle-aged Harley enthusiast who needed to come by and grab someething she forgot on Friday. Unfortunately I know this person. I know they're proud and they care not for what goes on outside of the specific realm of their own self unless its someone or something getting in their way. Much like most of the people who just can't seem to get on my side about this. This thought led me onto a long train of thoughts about the general selfishness and evil instincts in most of society today...which isn't a beef I want to even try to explain right now.
The fact is...people need to put their pride aside. How? I have no idea, I wish I could concoct a plan for all Americans to denounce the Darwinian instinct of the survival of the fittest and stop trying to be the one toughest, hottest, richest person on the planet. Pretty soon there wont be a planet for you to be the King of. Please. The arrows that go round and round in that funny little triangle, those mean recycle. That little tiny silhouette picture of the earth, that means you should feel guilty. And no, I didn't ride my bike to work for 6 months because I needed to work off those extra ten pounds but thanks for noticing.
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